When the dinner finally arrived, everyone sat down in their assigned chairs, but Cassandra appeared a little restless because her thoughts were focused on the messages she was receiving from that man.
"Cassandra, what's wrong? Why do you look so distracted?" Agatha inquired, noticing her restlessness.
"I do not seem to feel nice," Cassandra said, turning to face Agatha awkwardly before grinning, "Will it be okay if I get to my room and rest?"
"Is there a problem? Should we call the doctor?" Felix asked the moment he heard her words.
"Oh no, there's nothing serious that requires a doctor's visit. I simply want to rest." Cassandra dismissed his words and requested a nap.
"Are you sure there is no need to call the doctor?" Vincent asked, frowning and observing his mother's circumspect look. "You can tell us if you have any problems," he added.
